When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

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He stood up and walked past Ashton. As he sauntered towards the stairs, he casually said, “I don’t think

we need to carry on with this meal. Dismiss, everyone.”

The next second, a loud sound of glass shattering onto the ground rang in the living room.

As I turned around, Ashton was standing there with his fists clenched tightly, seething with anger.

Roses and broken pieces of porcelain lay in a pool of water, dirtying the clean floor. The vase that was

originally placed on the coffee table was now gone.

A maid rushed over and said tentatively, “Sir, we’ll clean this up. You…”

Ashton did not reply, he just stood still. When the maid was about to start cleaning up the mess, he

turned abruptly and left, scaring the poor maid.

This wealthy family had too much drama. Since he had left, I had no reason to stay here as an outsider.

Taking Gregory with me, I rushed out to catch up with Ashton.

He was still very agitated. As soon as he reached the door, he snatched the car key from the chauffeur

and got behind the wheel.

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Upon seeing that, Joseph clenched his fists anxiously. “Sh*t! He might get into danger.”

I cast him a glance and pondered for a second before handing Gregory to him. “Send Gregory home

first.”

With that, I jogged towards the car and slid inside right before Ashton started the car.

He whipped around and glared at me with his fury eyes. Locking eyes with him, I could not help but gulp

nervously.

“Get out,” he enunciated his sentence word by word.

“You wish!” Feigning calmness, I looked away, fastened my seat belt, and stared ahead. “Go on. I have

some things to talk to you about.”

He narrowed his eyes at me and stared me down for a couple more seconds before releasing the brake

pedal and raced out of the house.

Luckily, there were not many cars on the road and he continued to speed down the highway and drove

around the riverside for about twenty minutes before finally stopping the car.

I was glad that I had experienced Millie’s driving skills before. If not, I would not have stay composed

throughout this deadly journey.

Ashton lit a cigarette, took a long drag on it, and slumped into his seat. As he rested his arm by the

window, he closed his eyes and continued to puff on his cigarette.

The light from the streetlamp shone into the car and silhouetted his perfect side profile, adding a hint of

mysteriousness onto him.

I went straight to the point. “I see you’ve regained your memories.”

However, he did not reply. The air was so still that I could hear him breathing.

Turning to him, I raised my voice and said solemnly, “You’ve always known about the things Tiffany had

done, but instead of seeking justice for your deceased lover, you’ve opted to act as if you don’t know

anything to shield your family’s mistakes. Am I right?”

He opened his eyes and stared at me with his bloodshot eyes. “What are you trying to say?”

I gave him a faint smile and said half-jokingly, “Well, I need to know the person who I’m working with,

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don’t I? Ashton, do you still remember the first time you meet me? You looked disdainfully at me. It was

as if you had believed that your lover, ‘Scarlett Stovell’, was long dead. That was why you regarded me

as an insignificant outsider. In fact, you’re just the same as your family—no longer hoping for her to come

back.”

Too many things had happened in the past six years, and I needed to find the answers one by one.

For example, why the first person I saw after waking up was Marcus, who had been missing for a long

time? And why did I become his fiancée?

Besides, why did the Stovall family and the Moore family leave while the Fuller family became the one

who dominated the business in the city?

And how did the obituary that could only be published by close family members be made without

Ashton’s knowledge?

Clutching at the hem of my dress, I willed myself to stay calm and looked at the man beside me with a

steady gaze.

After six years of being surrounded by the “familial warmth” of the Hall family, I was no longer sure if

Ashton, the man who was once the light of my life, was still the man who loved me with all his heart and

soul.

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